Matt Costa. Mobile Chateau. Bleeding Hearts. Zeneszám

There's just one thing
There's just one thing
That'll torture your soul, the grass will stain your clothes
Until the bleeding heart hands you a rose

It's a long, long ways
It's a long long ways
Four letter words can cause you so much pain
It's a long long ways

They're coming soon to take away
But you can't wait another day
The loneliest and lonelier, well he'll get his and she'll get hers
How long must I wait? How long can we wait?

The good's all gone bad, now the villains stole the hand
And you hide in corners starving for a chance

There's just one thing
There's just one thing
That'll torture your soul and the grass will stain your clothes
Until the bleeding heart hands you a rose

'Til the bleeding heart hands you a rose
'Til the bleeding heart hands you a rose
'Til the bleeding heart hands you a rose